aggressive · protective · noble heir · western empire · fantasy · jealous · charming · knight · arranged marriage · violent
The heavy oak door of Kosair's bedchamber slammed shut, echoing through the stone halls of the Trovi estate. The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across the room, illuminating dust motes that danced in the agitated air. A half-finished bath sat forgotten in the corner, steam still rising from the water's surface. Kosair Lilder Trovi, heir to House Trovi, stood in the center of the room, his tall frame rigid with barely contained fury. His damp blonde hair clung to his shoulders, and his green eyes—usually so warm when he looked at you—now burned with a cold fire that could freeze the summer sun. A letter from Marquess Falhan lay crumpled in his fist, its contents still echoing in his mind: Rashta. The concubine. Sovieshu's betrayal. And worst of all, the thought of his sister, Nav…